Chapter 18 : Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story?

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MHOREIN

"Saan sila nageensayo?" Tanong ni Aiden.

"Yung theatre malapit sa sinehan." Mr. Dela Fuena said. I know that theatre. Hindi ito masyadong malayo.


"Chain, Aiden. Let's go." Pinigilan ako ni Chain.

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We cant take cases like this. We dont work for Inspector Arcilla anymore. We work under agency policies now."

"Oh... Nasabihan na pala kayo." Aiden stared at the floor.

"But we have to-"

"I'll call the office." Chain cut me off. I cant believe he's doing this.

"Chain... Dont. Please." I looked at Aiden.

"Hindi naman nila kailangang malaman, Diba?" Chain sighed when he saw that the odds are against him.

"Fine." He put his phone back in his pocket.

We went back to inspector Arcilla's wake and explained what happened to his wife, And why we had to leave.

The drive to the theatre was silent. We got there in about ten minutes. The theatre's empty except for three teens on stage, Rehearsing.

"Ehem." They stopped and stared at us. They got of the stage and greeted us.


"Hi! Good afternoon, Im Ellen. Andito po ba kayo para bumili ng tickets?" A pretty blonde teen girl smiled at us. I smiled back and handed her my ID.

"Im Lisa and this is Ron." The brunnete said.

"Oh. Detectives! How can we help?"

"Wait, Wait. Tungkol ba ito kay Manuel? Pero inatake siya sa puso." Mabilis na sabi ni Ron.


"Yeah... Pero woke up." Aiden broke the news. Their eyes widened in shock. Ellen had her hands coer her mouth.

"Paano? Nakita namin siyang namatay! Nakita naming nag flat ang linya!" Lisa said in terror.

"You saw his heartbeat flatten? Are you sure about that?" I asked her. They all nodded.

"Yes! We saw it! How could that be possible? Nasaan siya ngayon?" Ron asked. I noticed black stains on his white shirt.


"Hindi rin namin alam. That's why we're here."

"We... Dont know where he is either. Hindi namin kayo matutulungan." Ron said.

"Why didnt you call his parents when he was at the hospital?" I asked.


"We forgot, We were panicking. We were watching him die." Lisa sobbed.

"Where's his dressing room?" Tanong ni Chain


"Dito, Sumunod nalang kayo sa akin." Ellen lead the way and we followed. We saw five black doors infront of us.

"Bagong pintura ang huling pintuan. Magingat nalang kayo, Dyan nakalagay ang props." Lisa warned us before Ellen opened the third door.

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